In the hush between passion’s fleeting glance, And the dawn of dreams in a New Year’s dance, I stand, an artist within, in the quiet embrace, My canvas of possibilities, a sacred space. As the calendar flips its pages, creating a new… Read More ›
In the hush between passion’s fleeting glance, And the dawn of dreams in a New Year’s dance, I stand, an artist within, in the quiet embrace, My canvas of possibilities, a sacred space. As the calendar flips its pages, creating a new… Read More ›